يا حاجِباً عن عيوني طَيفَ صورَتهِ
ابعَثهُ مُستَتِراً في لَيلَةِ الأرقِ
O you who conceal from my eyes the phantom of his image,
O one who veils from my eyes the image of his form
send it, veiled, in the night of sleeplessness.
Send it to me covertly in the sleepless night
وَلا تَخَف من ضِيا صُبحِ الجَبينِ فقد
عَرفتَ فرطَ سوادِ الشَعرِ وَالحدقِ
And do not fear the light of the brow's dawn, for
And fear not the gleam on my brow at dawn, for you know
you know the intense blackness of the hair and pupils.
The excess blackness of my hair and eyelids
Sol 6.1